Wednesday
May 27, 1942
Dear Gus,
Just time for a brief note before "lights out." First let me tell you how much I enjoy your long letters. Knowing how busy you are I cherish them doubly. Wish we could take a weekend trip together - even get stuck in the mud somewhere - and talk long and interestingly about this flying game. I shall never be satisfied if I don't have an opportunity to teach you to fly sometime.
Some of the boys may be living just from day to day with a fatalism precluding plans for the future. Not I - my imagination goes beyond the war to those blessed days of peace which will one day come again. I frequently think of what I shall want to do for a liveli-